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The sky and the earth were dim, the heavens were trembling, and under the blue sky, the figures of countless practitioners were like surging waves, converging along the main vein of the Dongxuan Battlefield.

In this "Great Era of Ten Thousand Emperors", the human race has finally faced the most crucial battle!
Once upon a time, the various races were pressing in, the demons were rampant, and the human race was just a lone boat in the storm. But now, under the leadership of Chen Xiu, everything has completely changed.

At this moment, all the practitioners - whether they were independent cultivators who had practiced in the mountains for hundreds of years, talented disciples who had come down from the mountains from the sects, or veteran kings who had already left their names in the heavens - all gathered together in the land of Dongxuan to welcome the ultimate decisive battle that would shake the entire prehistoric world.

The human race will undergo a true transformation in this battle.

Their figures crushed the void, the strong wind was like a knife, their spiritual consciousness penetrated all directions, the formation diagram followed them, and the world trembled under their feet. They were no longer passive guardians, but pioneers who took the initiative to attack!
"Chen Xiu!" Countless practitioners silently chanted this name in the army. He was no longer just a legend, but the eternal torch in their hearts, the first person to ignite the entire era of cultivation!
At this time, Chen Xiu stood quietly in the center of the main formation, his black robe fluttering, his long hair flying, and his expression firm. His aura had long transcended the ordinary level, even surpassing all realms above the "True Saint". All the laws surrounded him, and chains of rules fell one after another, like a god descending to the world.

"All formations are in place, the Xuanyuan Heavenly Formation is activated, and all gods and thunders are in place!" Chen Xiu's voice shook the sky.

Countless practitioners truly entered the state at this time. They had been shaken by pain, failure, but at this moment, they all looked determined!
"He is the only hope for our human race!" An old cultivator murmured, holding the seal tightly, with the light of law boiling around him, "If we can't even stop Chen Xiu, we have no future at all."

In fact, it is because of Chen Xiu's existence that the human race can finally hold its head high in this wilderness.

It is a kind of dependence from the soul and an unshakable belief!
But the closer you get to success, the closer the crisis becomes.

"There are unusual movements in the space ahead, the chaos cracks are unstable, and the aura of the Demon Ancestor is suspected to have appeared!" An urgent report came from the front line, causing countless people's expressions to change suddenly.

"How is it possible? The demon ancestor was suppressed at the bottom of the prison a hundred years ago. His soul has been destroyed. How could he reappear?"

Chen Xiu's eyes fixed, but his face did not panic. He just slowly raised his hand and pointed at the surging sea of ​​thunder in front of him.

"That's not the Demon Ancestor." He said calmly, "That's... the 'Outsider'."

Everyone was stunned.

Outsiders?
They were an existence that had long been lost in ancient books, and a legend of power that even the heavens and all the worlds kept secret. It was said that they were fallen gods from the last era, losers abandoned by the heavens.

"In this battle, if I don't move, the outsider can be reborn smoothly. If I move, the suppressing force will collapse, and the remaining soul of the demon ancestor will come out." Chen Xiu whispered, and for the first time, a trace of deep thought appeared in his eyes.

This dilemma has become the biggest difficulty on his road to "completing the decisive battle".

At this moment, the heaven and earth began to distort, and a strange and ancient breath slowly emerged.

A pale hand slowly emerged from the crack in the void.

The five fingers were dry, like a thousand-year-old corpse, but they seemed to contain endless power to destroy the world!
"You finally moved." A vague voice came from the sky. The voice was strange, as if it was the resonance of tens of thousands of souls.

Chen Xiu's expression was calm, but the spiritual energy fluctuations around him were rising rapidly!

"Reorganize the battle formation!" He shouted, and the thunder in the sky sounded again, the earth veins roared, and countless practitioners responded in unison. The entire Dongxuan battlefield was boiling like a furnace at this moment!
“Whether you are an outsider or the remnant of the demon ancestor, come on.” Chen Xiu’s eyes were like torches, his robe fluttering, like a god of war reborn from the ancient world. “I, Chen Xiu, will protect this world!”

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At the same time, in the Tianyan Ancient Palace a hundred thousand miles away, a masked woman opened her eyes and whispered:

"Chen Xiu... you have indeed made a choice, but you know that the real disaster has just begun."

Behind him, a blood-red ancient mirror slowly cracked.

A blurry face is slowly solidifying in it——

OK, I will end the chapter on a cliffhanger to keep the readers looking forward to what is to come. Please wait while I write this for you.

In the darkest moment, all the practitioners focused their attention on Chen Xiu. He, like a rising star, led everyone into a glorious era of cultivation.

At this moment, Chen Xiu stood in front of many practitioners, with endless flames burning in his eyes. His aura was steady and sharp, as if he could see through everyone's inner turmoil and confusion. The practitioners' eyes were filled with awe, as well as a kind of trust and dependence that they had never had before.

"This is our era." Chen Xiu's voice shook people's hearts like thunder.

Following his guidance, the situation of the battle has quietly changed. The practitioners who were originally at a disadvantage have ushered in a turning point in this life-or-death battle thanks to Chen Xiu's decision-making and leadership. Their strength has been improved unknowingly, and every move and every style is so precise and powerful.

However, this was not the moment of complete victory. Although the dawn of victory had already appeared before their eyes, all the practitioners still clearly felt that the team led by Chen Xiu was on a road full of dangers. Everyone had a common thought in their hearts, that is: Is all this really over?

"Victory has never been so close, but it may also be an illusion." Chen Xiu whispered to himself, his eyes looking into the distance, as if seeing through the changes of fate.

At this time, the aftermath of the battle had not yet completely dissipated. The practitioners were standing on this battlefield of blood and fire, and the air was filled with the breath of death. Chen Xiu raised his hand and signaled everyone to stop. After a moment of silence, everyone's eyes were focused on him. His eyes became deeper, as if he could see through all obstacles.

"I know that we have embarked on the road to success." Chen Xiu finally spoke, "But the real enemy may never show up."

This simple sentence brought with it an invisible sense of oppression, as if an invisible wall suddenly stood up in the hearts of all the practitioners. Everyone's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, as if they realized that the true meaning of this war was far from being as simple as the superficial victory.

Suddenly, the distant sky darkened, dark clouds rolled, thunder and lightning struck. The spiritual energy in the air began to become disordered, and the power of heaven and earth seemed to be pulled by some huge force at this moment.

"There's some unusual movement!" a practitioner exclaimed.

"Be prepared to meet the challenge." Chen Xiu's voice was low and decisive, "This war is far from over." (End of this chapter)